Prince of the palace
A planet orbiting second son
Claim to be diamond
But burst a pipe
When the pressure come
I teleported from hell
Imported a pale
Stake in my veins weighted
Never ordered a scale
Elevated my mind
As the fortune befell
Fell away in a portal
And escorted a grail
Runnith over yeah my cup
Is cutting quotas
Reminiscing of a legend
Since a sucka hold her
If only she could’ve
Swayed the storm
Either under over
We would be stacking digits
cutting quarters
Absorbing auras
How I flip a fortune
Pick your poison
I will send the ointment
Avoiding energy
Sent limiting my enjoyment